Selected poems| Spring breeze is sunny and fragrant, and wanderers are looking for spring and grass

"Seven Laws of Spring"

Text/East Side

The peach buds first bloomed in the spring, and the morning light washed the dust with dew.

Whispering to the swallow to cut the willow, the yellow flowers are the most intoxicating.

The twilight smoke is far away, and the river banks are full of fog.

Warblers in the depths of the jungle whisper, and the trails slant across the wild villages.

"Spring Rain"

Text/Spring and Autumn

A spring rain is happy to remove dust, and the scenery of cloud willow fireworks is new.

Don't be clear that the curtain is dark, and the apricot in Diyin Village is a soul-breaking person.

Begonia

Text/Spring and Autumn

The little family jasper smiles at the spring sun, and the green and red cheeks make up.

Not afraid of the beauty of spring sleep, the sunny light just danced neon clothes.

The Seven Absolutes. Chunlan》

Text/Small bridge flowing water

The east wind is smiling a lot, and Jiaorui is just beginning to open.

Overflowing with orchid incense, bees chasing butterflies to dress up as matchmakers.

"Seven Begonias in the Rain"

Text/Yang Ronggao

In front of the window, I still love to be drunk and springy, and every inch is booed.

Borrow a bottle of rain to steal tears, and think of each other to meet with each other.

"Seven Absolute Steps"

Text/Tears

The spring breeze is sunny and fragrant, and the wanderer is looking for the fragrance of spring grass.

Happy to be able to return to the right place? Hometown doesn't care if it's another hometown.

《Qingming》

Text/Zhang Jianping

(Part 1)

Nourishing the midnight qingming rain, thin and strange Xiaoshan polished bright.

Dousi Danya flying hidden place, morning bell biyun flood forest city.

(Part 2)

The flying flowers have been far away from the cold mountains, and the yellow leaves of the goose are soaked in rain.

The soul paper is also broken, and the green grass dew accompanies the kiss.

(Part 3)

The spring wind and green rain flying sound, the flow of water and flowers chase always has feelings.

Baique Mingshan New Couple, Xinxin Avenue to Qingming.

"Nostalgia for Current Events"

Text/Lee Ka Wing

For a long time, his career has not been timid, and now he is a happy event.

It has never been difficult to start a business, and it is still possible to set up a stall here.

"Sending Friends"

Text/Lee Ka Wing

Recently, the years have been amazing, thirteen years apart.

I have to look back on the day, and my youth is more whiplash.

Xie Gongduo allusions, Tao Lingqu poems.

Aggressive human affairs, landing calmly for the time being.

"Twilight with Nostalgia"

Text/Lee Ka Wing

The window slanted light came from a line, floating in me like a flying edge.

The sharp edge is full of water, and the road seems to be green and cannot be opened.

"The Full Moon of Man, the Long Night, Hates the West Wind"

Text/Lee Ka Wing

The night long condensed hatred in the west wind, and his heart was chaotic.

Zhongxuan's sense of sorrow, Ji Ying's return to thought, is always the end of the world.

Boundless past, failed to keep, like water age.

Sick and emaciated, sick and miserable, afraid to see yellow flowers.

"Manjiang Hong Dadu River Huaigu"

Text/Lee Ka Wing

Iron cable across the river, mountains and mountains, mo river rushing.

Heaven does it, xiongguan valley graben, shake people's hearts.

The sunset is high on the cliffs and the trees are cold, and the weeping apes are weeping in the middle of the night.

If you are a soldier and a chivalrous knife, who can be defeated?

Where does the affairs of the kingdom of heaven come from? Long March Road, by whom to remember?

The situation is terrifying and wild.

The scenery of the sitting place is far away, and the mountains and columns are jagged.

Poor man, where the tomb of the wing king, there is no way to find.

The Five Laws of the Spring Equinox

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

The mountain light and the sun fight, and the air is warm and loud.

The fog dissipated to see the high moon, and the clouds opened up the ancient city.

The forest wind is even blue, and the house birds are singing to the flowers.

In the mirror, the mandarin duck is moored, and the heart is more affectionate.

"Seven Absolutes: Spring Day"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

No words flower bell does not change the face, the long wind intends to be idle.

Life was once a thousand autumn events, reflecting the sun and flowing fragrant evening mountains.

"Seven Absolute Chinese New Year's Eve"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

The years are still true, and the past is happy to be new.

The screen opens to receive flowers and floating snow, and the letter is misty and spring.

"Seven Laws: Untitled"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

Rouge into the painting embroidered luo skirt, Jinse returned to meet Jun.

Falling pen Lan smoke for jade dew, back to the water vapor near Dan yun.

The golden lotus color dress is delicate and lazy, and the biyue green robe is sleepy and diligent.

Mo Xiao poets are drunk guests, and they do not regret sending colorful encounters.

"Seven Laws meet the Gifted Lady"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

Beautiful spring river fine willow boat, beautiful people wake up before the green wave.

Gongfu color pen depicts autumn water, and the spirit is clear and reflects the sky.

Li questioned the red apricot rain, and the incense soul was like jade smoke.

Lan Zhi is cute when standing in the hall, dreaming of Xiayun Ruoyuejuan.

"Seven Laws : Winter Moon"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

Eun Mei is feminine and the evening wind is cruel, and the dancing sleeves are double flying jade Yu Han.

The years burn incense to dispel the snow, and the morning and dusk sweep the leaves to the sun.

Ordinary pan wine is shy, is it a hairpin flower hugging Menglan?

In the morning twilight, the clouds and waves shattered, and the song was sent to jun huan.

"Seven Laws for Friends"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

The white clouds are far away from the open land, and the strings under the moon are chaotic.

The trees are green in the sunrise period, and when the door is clear and the fog is clear.

Riot people love wine and know family affairs, and the hermit remembers his name through books.

If you want to make a spring poem to induce dew, wave the dust straight into the rain.

"Tricksters: Crossing the Three Gorges"

Text/Tianya is a tired guest

One

The Three Gorges are ingenious and earth-shattering. The most numerous are the Witch Peaks.

More standing in the west of the river clouds and rain, ten thousand years of love once in the air.

Two

Sudden rain, sudden wind. Stand up the waves to block the flood.

Laughing apes cry on both sides of the strait, and the lights of the giant wheel shine in the waves.

"Trickster. Eight Miscellaneous Songs of Autumn Xing

Text/Tianya is a tired guest

One

Autumn leaf rain, white cloud wind. Pacing poetically.

The green water is washed every day, and the fragrance of osmanthus flowers and wine is fragrant.

Two

Soldiers cross the border, horses peep into the palace. The second artillery is centered in a strong sense of war.

Che pounded the yellow dragon to capture the old marshal, should know that the hero on the sword.

Three

Morning folding laurel, noon yisong. In the evening, take a drunken look at the sunset red.

In the middle of the night, Zhuge Sentence came over, and Yi Yi lay down in Longzhong.

Four

Crane grass, jade hairpin flower, do not grab the east wind and do not occupy the xia.

The smoke willow is as thin as Xu Xu overnight, only because the running water surrounds people's homes.

Five

Dream the night before, cut the spring breeze. Bear with the bees picking red.

Last night Huang Hua came to the dream and asked if people could get to the east of the fence.

Six

Southern beans, for whom to stay. The same acacia is not the same sorrow.

Pick the only one in the crimson, the grass on the embankment of the Xiang River knows autumn.

Seven

People see thin, the moon is like frost. There is no sleep on the island to remember Wuchang.

Whoever is drunk in front of the Yellow Crane Tower, the great river goes to the east for whom to grow.

Eight

Hugh mirrored, afraid to open the window. Just to cut off the intestines for the sake of staring.

Mo said that qionghua was partial to the moon, and the pillow was cold in the sound of the sea tide.

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